High Praise, Indeed
September 19, 2003
From Todd McCarthy’s review of Underworld in Daily Variety:
“There may be more openings and closings of doors in this picture than in the entire oeuvre of Ernst Lubitsch.”
I think that one needs to go on the one sheet…
Comments
Web
Did you notice that you have been linked in Zeldman’s ever famed “Externals”.
Good show man.
jack
so when will you review this film Grettir? i saw kate on the daily show the other night. damn… damn… that’s all i have to say about her.
~i’m jack’s wasted life
Grettir
Web: Two mentions on Zeldman’s site in as many weeks. I don’t deserve it.
The funny thing is that I had a number of images that I wanted to add to the Postcards section, but I’d decided I needed to rip the thing apart and rebuild it now that I know a little better what I’m doing. But when the whole world (at least the part that counts) started showing up, I went into panic mode and was madly adding the new images as fast as I could so there would be something new for return visitors to see.
Jack: I had my girls this weekend, so the only cinematic masterpiece of which I was able to partake was The Absent-Minded Professor (newly released on DVD, but with no extras. Sheesh! What were they thinking?). I think I’ll be able to get to a late show tonight. Hee, hee…I can’t wait!
Jenny
I beg your pardon—“at least the part who counts”?! So what does that make all of the rest of us, those who make up your faithful, long-suffering entourage? The boobie-prize?!
(*Sheesh*, nobody values loyalty anymore…)
Grettir
I’m sorry. What I meant to say was, “When the whole world (at least the part that counts, except, of course, for those who were already here who already counted, so I’m not counting them again since they already counted before the other part of the world that didn’t count, but does now, came and was counted among those that count) started showing up…”
That’s gotta count for something.
Web
I live in Providence Rhode Island, and we have this place called “Federal Hill” its where all the Mafiasos hang out (lots o’ Italians) .. anyways on the entrance way from the street there is a huge pineapple hanging over the street. I should probally take a picture of it for you. It is no “Tiny Pineapple”
Kate
Ernst Lubitsch and his entire oeuvre aside, the vampires wear very sexy leather ensembles and haut couture gowns and coiffures of precisely designed messiness (or neatness, depending). So I enjoyed it on the level of an extended, tastefully gothic fashion show (and I really want one of those floor-length leather coats - then again you have to practically run everywhere if you want to show it in its best light). The Lycans - not Lichens, apparently, though they looked to be completely swathed in the stuff (see the first “lichen” definition, especially), just reminded me of those dirty little people who lived under the ground in that “Beauty and the Beast” TV show, but with the merciful absence of Linda Hamilton.
I think REAL vampire movies are like the Werner Herzog Nosferatu: Phantom der Nacht (did Klaus Kinski ever play someone who wasn’t completely demented?) and the creepy German expressionistic films my film history professor liked to show during class breaks (it was a tele-course).
On a chiefly unrelated topic, in the oeuvre I call my life, I like to slam doors when I get really angry. It’s satisfying.
Kate
OOOOps. That’s HAUTE couture. How GAUCHE!